He unzipped my pants and reached in to pull out this impressive rubber dick. He just stared at it in fear I guess. "Well it isn't going to suck itself... I always wanted to say that. He grabbed it with one hand and opened up. This bitch really started sucking and stroking my fake cock. I put my hands on the back of his head and started trying to force feed him my dick. " No hands bitch" I yelled "get your fucking hands off. I'm going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours." Now I grabbed his. ’ It takes a good two hours but the closet is finally empty. After a short break they start taking apart the furniture and trudging it downstairs and into the garage. By the time the room is completely empty they are both tired and hungry. Since it was getting close to dinnertime dad gives Marc twenty dollars and sends him to Luigi’s to get apizza. There is already beer in the refrigerator, so dinner is all set. After pizza and a couple beers Marc says he has to go because Brandy has planned. To envelope her entirely, her life, her soul. The things that made her special to him. He battled that inner fight and won, barley."My precious darling, I'm sorry, I wanted to speak to you, show you, how much ......"His voice faltered, the struggle inside, leaving him speechless.He took her hand, she was so warm." Your hands cold, its freezing" she exclaimed, startled at such a thing. He had held her hand before now, and he was warm. She remembered the warm touch of it on her neck, as he had. She led him past the dining room and into the hallway, to the guest bedroom. "A bit small, but sufficient. Of course, you have to excuse the furnishings, as the owner hadn't yet made plans to move them out," she explained. "Oh, it's no big deal," he replied. It was all he could do to not let her catch him staring at her. They approached the second bedroom, "And this would be the c***dren's bedroom." It was a good sized room but oddly enough, it was completely void of furniture. "And this is.